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My sin was very great, Its burden bore me down, I dared not lift my eyes to God, So much I feared his frown. And sore my conscience smote, And all was sad within, For I had turned away from God, Who loved me in my sin.
Versos English John Brownlie I
English poem
My sin was very great, Its burden bore me down, I dared not lift my eyes to God, So much I feared his frown. And sore my conscience smote, And all was sad within, For I had turned away from God, Who loved me in my sin.